David Foster Wallace was like, Art must be sincere! We must use every tool in the linguistic toolbox to cut through sentiment and dishonest cliche and build fresh ways to reveal the power and reality of unironized emotion.
And Mister Rogers was like, Basically the same thing, but without any shame or pretense or fear of sincerity.
“A bridge is situated on a highway that goes from the Mexican city of Nuevo Laredo — across the United States border in Laredo, Texas — due south to Monterrey. In the winter early-morning hours, Cartagena stood there, pointing his lens down at the passing cars, like a distracted spy.
He was peeking into the backs of the pickup trucks, where construction workers pile together on their way to earn an honest living. Car Poolers is an effort to peer inside these tiny worlds that straddle public and private.”